[You expect him to use his words to express himself?? Absolutely not.
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...Okay, so he's not exactly going to be able to get Sonic to let this go if he doesn't use his words, but it is so unfairly difficult to actually express himself like this. Who knew talking was such a pain? Maybe he never should have bothered giving himself a voice. The gloating was sort of nice, though.]
I... don't know where to begin.
[It is an agonizingly slow admission. Each word feels like a weight pressing down on him, further anchoring him to the floor where he's unable to fire up his engines and leave. If only he could simply outrun this problem.
But Sonic is unfortunately right. His choice of words may make Neo want to nitpick them - as he is certainly not alive, but they've already had that conversation once - but the sentiment is the same regardless.
He's been stuck in his head for far too long, and he's slowly being consumed by those thoughts without an outlet for them.]
I am used to calculations; to determined outcomes and clear paths. I am a machine - I have always done what I am programmed to do. I follow my primary objective; that is all I have ever needed to do.
[Kill Sonic.
It was so much simpler back home.]
But since arriving here, I have been... unable to determine the best course of action. This world operates in unfamiliar and strange ways, and it seems as though no matter how much I learn, it is never enough. How am I to operate at peak efficiency when I have to spend countless hours simply building up my databanks in order to guide my decisions?
[But that's... not exactly what Sonic's asking about, is it?]
...I have never needed to consider... emotional matters. What information my databanks have on such matters is lacking. The best I can do is make assumptions about why you have decided to treat me this way, and that simply isn't good enough.
I do not understand what you want from me.
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And I do not understand what I want from you either.
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...Okay, so he's not exactly going to be able to get Sonic to let this go if he doesn't use his words, but it is so unfairly difficult to actually express himself like this. Who knew talking was such a pain? Maybe he never should have bothered giving himself a voice. The gloating was sort of nice, though.]
I... don't know where to begin.
[It is an agonizingly slow admission. Each word feels like a weight pressing down on him, further anchoring him to the floor where he's unable to fire up his engines and leave. If only he could simply outrun this problem.
But Sonic is unfortunately right. His choice of words may make Neo want to nitpick them - as he is certainly not alive, but they've already had that conversation once - but the sentiment is the same regardless.
He's been stuck in his head for far too long, and he's slowly being consumed by those thoughts without an outlet for them.]
I am used to calculations; to determined outcomes and clear paths. I am a machine - I have always done what I am programmed to do. I follow my primary objective; that is all I have ever needed to do.
[Kill Sonic.
It was so much simpler back home.]
But since arriving here, I have been... unable to determine the best course of action. This world operates in unfamiliar and strange ways, and it seems as though no matter how much I learn, it is never enough. How am I to operate at peak efficiency when I have to spend countless hours simply building up my databanks in order to guide my decisions?
[But that's... not exactly what Sonic's asking about, is it?]
...I have never needed to consider... emotional matters. What information my databanks have on such matters is lacking. The best I can do is make assumptions about why you have decided to treat me this way, and that simply isn't good enough.
I do not understand what you want from me.
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And I do not understand what I want from you either.